Author's Note: This is short and expositional, but I'd like to wish you 20 followers a happy New Year's Day!
Part III: Golem
We returned to the Cullen's staircase exactly a second later. Staring into each other's eyes. "Would you like something to eat?" I asked, as I lead Leah to the kitchen.
I looked around the room, and they were looking at me with the same looks of total curiosity, and I realised an explanation was in order. Esme was already in the kitchen, she'd been cooking carbonara with rigatoni instead of the usual spaghetti. Nice.
"That smells delicious," Leah said with genuine meaning. The smile that lit up Esme's face was blinding.
"Bella, would you like some as well?" Esme asked gently.
"Yes, thank you. You're the best mom I've ever had." Bella confessed.
Esme used some vampiric speed to cross the room and hug the human before blurring back to the kitchen to divide the pasta into portions.
"If it's not too much trouble," I started, anticipating the awe that my next sentence would have, "I would like a small portion of that as well, Esme."
The reactions around the room were so predictable, they were barely worth describing: surprise all around. You'd think they'd be able to adapt, but then again, even the best vampires could be remarkable stagnant in their world view.
"How is that possible? We can't eat human food." Jasper declared.
"Oh Whitlock, when it comes to me, even I've little idea of what's possible." I smirked. "How much do you know about the biology of vampires?" I asked the room. "You're all basically stone creatures, do you know why?"
"Not exactly, no," Carlisle conceded.
"Magic." I say as I pull out a stool at the counter for Leah to sit before sitting down myself.
"Magic isn't real." Edward scoffed.
"You're all marble monsters who run on human blood. You personally can invade people's minds and hear their secrets. Leah here is a descendent of a long line of people who turn into giant wolves…I could go on. As a general rule, you should learn to broaden your horizons. Obviously this revelation deserves a conversation of greater length, but right now I don't feel like it," I shrugged.
"Marble monsters?" Esme asked. She wasn't upset, but merely curious.
I sighed a little bit, "The proper term is Gollum. Some Jewish dude a long time ago used a spell he had frightfully little understanding of. He created the first of your kind do protect him. And then he inflicted it upon others like a dog. And eventually, inevitably, it turned on him, drained his blood, and began making more like herself. If you were wondering why you were all stone people, that's why.
I can eat food because I'm not a Golem type Vampire. I'm something else."
The vampires around me are stunned. I rolled my eyes and started eating the delicious pasta Esme had prepared, taking Leah with me into the kitchen. I didn't bother with going to the table to eat, the counter was fine for me, and judging by Leah's devouring of her portion, she didn't mind about the counter either. Bella walked over and was far more dainty with her food than Leah.
I turned to look back at the still flabergasted Esme, "This is fantastic by the way," I praised, gesturing at the Carbonara. "You should be proud."